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The peach blossoms in the Yuancheng Weisu of Wei County are blooming brilliantly, and the bright red is as gorgeous as the colorful glow, spreading into a piece in the phantom peach blossom forest.

Wang Zhengjun sat by the clear stream, holding the bamboo slips lightly with her soft and white hands, and a lustrous jasper hairpin was obliquely inserted on her black cloud bun. The eyes are as pure and bright as spring water, smart and clear. The pink plain dress that mops the floor reflects her delicate and gentle skin, which shows her demure and gentle, and there is a hint of beauty in the smile.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom.

The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact.

The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming.

The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”

Wang Zhengjun looked at it, and unconsciously moaned slowly, and his sweet voice became clear and beautiful in the slowly flowing stream.

"Sister Zhengjun!" A gentle and clear voice came from behind Wang Zhengjun.

I saw Zhiran, who was wearing an emerald green scattered flower curved skirt, running towards here. She has a swaggering bun, her hair is fluttering, and her beautiful goose egg face is lined with falling peach petals, which makes her more beautiful. The skirt dances with the wind, as bright as a peach and plum, and as colorful as a butterfly.

"It turns out that my sister is leisurely here, and I've been looking for my sister for a long time." Zhiran smiled happily, showing a naughty and cute state in her coquettishness.

"I saw that it was already food time, and I guessed that there was nothing to do, so I walked around here at will." Wang Zhengjun smiled and said softly.

"Let me see, what kind of book is my sister reading?" Zhi Ran squatted down with a smile and snatched the bamboo slip in Wang Zhengjun's hand.

"Taoyao"?" Zhi Ran thought lightly, and the slightly naughty smile on her face was like a spring flower full of branches in the breeze, quietly blooming, "When did my sister look at this?" Could it be that my sister wants to get married? ”

"Zhiran!" Wang Zhengjun said a little shyly, "You are not allowed to talk nonsense. ”

"Sister, Zhiran is not talking nonsense, isn't it obvious that sister? Besides, my sister is in such a hurry to explain now, but she is showing more and more traces. As she spoke, Zhiran hid her face and smiled.

"I really can't help you," Wang Zhengjun smiled helplessly, "My father did help me decide on a family affair, and I should get married at the end of next month." ”

"Really?" Zhiran was half surprised, half displeased, "Sister, when did this happen, but I forgot to inform Zhiran." ”

After speaking, like an angry child, he muttered and turned his back to Wang Zhengjun.

"Zhiran, are you really angry?" Wang Zhengjun smiled and gently shook Zhiran's shoulder.

"Yes, I'm really angry, my sister doesn't treat Zhiran as a sister, and she doesn't tell Zhiran about such a big happy event. I've always regarded my sister as my own sister! Listening to Wang Zhengjun, Zhiran's mouth was pursed higher.

made Wang Zhengjun laugh, "Okay, Zhiran, my sister didn't mean to hide it from you." It's just not too late. Besides, my sister only found out about it last night. ”

Only then did Zhi Ran turn around, look at Wang Zhengjun quietly, and listen to her continue.

"I'm in the age of marriage, and my father asked someone to help me say goodbye earlier, and it wasn't until yesterday that I made up my mind. I heard that it was a big family surnamed Ruan in Yuancheng, Wei County, but I haven't seen it. I thought in my heart that the marriage that my father had decided should be very good. Wang Zhengjun said, with a shallow smile on his face, and his eyes were full of longing for the future.

Speaking of this, Wang Zhengjun thought of his mother. When Wang Zhengjun was very young, his mother was depressed because his father married too many concubines, and she washed her face with tears all year round. Later, because he fell out of favor extremely much, and he couldn't stand Wang Zhengjun's father marrying so many concubines, he left the Wang family angrily, remarried to Hanoi, a neighboring county, and became Gou Bin's wife, causing Wang Zhengjun to lose his mother's love since he was a child.

Wang Zhengjun has many brothers and sisters in his family, except for Wang Feng, Wang Chong and her, who were born to his wife, Mrs. Li, the others are all sons of concubines. Therefore, since she was a child, she has been more sensible than the daughter of the ordinary family, and her temperament is docile and virtuous, but she is a little less naughty and active that a girl should have. Wang Zhengjun is also famous in the local area because of his beauty and dignified, and "the way of a woman who is gentle and obedient".

Therefore, Wang Zhengjun often thinks that he does not seek to be rich and noble in this life, but only wants to be able to "hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son" with the person he marries.

"What is my sister thinking?" Zhi Ran said suddenly.

Wang Zhengjun came to his senses at this time, "It's nothing. He smiled deliberately, "You're not angry with your sister now?" ”

"Sister, how dare I be angry with you?" Zhi Ran smiled embarrassedly, "It was just Zhi Ran playing with her sister just now." Sister, don't blame it! ”

"You girl!" Wang Zhengjun tapped Zhiran's forehead with his finger amusefully.

"Sister, on the day you get married, Zhiran will dress you up with her own hands, so that my sister will become the most beautiful bride in our commission." Zhiran said, leaning gently on Wang Zhengjun's back, her eyes full of joy and innocence.

Zhiran was also thinking about what the future would look like that wasn't too far away from her.

Wang Zhengjun smiled and said, "Okay, good." His eyes were full of good expectations.

The peach blossoms on the shore scattered one after another, and the faint pink petals slid over their pale cheeks like snowflakes, and then gently fell into the water, slowly disappearing with the pure stream.

The clear and illusory picture is like an elegant ink painting, slowly rolling up in the bright sunlight.

It's the end of April, and the beautiful scenery is full of verdant greenery.

Wang Zhengjun sat in front of the dresser, his demeanor elegant and dignified. On the table were bright and gorgeous brocades, brilliant and festive red, and the brightest brightness swayed in the room where the big red words were posted.

Wang Zhengjun's long and smooth hair, as shiny as black jade, poured straight on her narrow shoulders, which was very beautiful and feminine.

Zhiran picked up the golden flower-inlaid hosta, slowly coiled Wang Zhengjun's hair, and said with a smile, "Sister, you must let your husband coil your hair for you in the future." ”

"Why?" Wang Zhengjun was puzzled.

"Because my sister's hair is the darkest, brightest and most beautiful hair Zhiran has ever seen, wouldn't it be a pity not to appreciate such a good hair?"

"Zhiran, you're talking nonsense again." Wang Zhengjun smiled, but his heart was like sweet spring water flowing through, comfortable and excited.

The lively sound outside gradually came into the boudoir, and the festive and cheerful sounds were endless.

"Zhengjun, Zhengjun." The anxious voice came with the hurried footsteps of the Zhengjun's father, Wang Ban.

"Father, why are you so flustered?" Wang Zhengjun turned around and stood up, his face full of doubt.

"Zhengjun, someone from the Ruan family said that just after Pingdan today, Young Master Ruan passed away suddenly, and we can't do it!" Wang Ban said and sighed.

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, the violent earthquake shook Wang Zhengjun's heart, and she fell heavily on the chair. Cold tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, soft and cold.

"How so?" When Wang Zhengjun said something from his own mouth, he didn't know if he was asking himself or others.

Wang Ban watched, just sighed and breathed, flicked his sleeves and left.

"Sister Zhengjun!" Zhiran just shed tears and gently held Wang Zhengjun's hand, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

Soon, two months passed, and the fact that Wang Zhengjun died first before he married last time gradually faded. Although Wang Ban said that the whole family never mentioned this matter, several of Wang Ban's concubines were not Wang Zhengjun's biological mother after all, and they often ridiculed him.

Although Wang Zhengjun was sad, she also understood that there were some things she couldn't do, so she slowly accepted the facts.

A long time ago, there was an old man named Jiangong in the county who said: "In the spring and autumn of that year, the sand foothills collapsed, and the Jin history once said a hexagram that 'the collapse of the sand foothills is really because the yin is the yang male, and the earth and fire are multiplied." This indicates that six hundred and forty-five years later, when there is a saint in the world, it will probably be fulfilled in the Qi Tian family! Now, the Wang family has moved here, and they are living in the land of the sand, and the time is also consistent, I am afraid that eighty years later, the Wang family will really have a noble daughter born and prosper the world. ”

Wang Zhengjun is a descendant of Tian An, perhaps out of coincidence, when Wang Zhengjun's mother, Mrs. Li, was pregnant, she once "dreamed of the moon in her arms". In this way, Wang Zhengjun has the halo of "saint" on his head. It is often said that Wang Zhengjun will be an extraordinary person in the future.

But now in Wang Zhengjun's view, I'm afraid it's all nonsense.

Wang Zhengjun's father now only holds the position of a small court captain, although he has great ambitions, but he "does not cultivate integrity". So I often think that my daughter can marry a good family and prosper the family, and it will not be in vain for him to raise his daughter.

Therefore, Wang Zhengjun's father, Wang Ban, is still busy kissing her.

Wang Zhengjun himself has nothing else to think about, just looking forward to being able to live an ordinary life.